Come with me…

…and you’ll be in a world of pure imagination… Pure imagination. What even is that? For no matter how hard I dream, I don’t know if I could fully dream without restriction. Even my dream dreams have restrictions. Love is weird. Not much else to say. It’s weird. And it can be sad. It makes…

These words are mine and yours

This post is from April 8, 2018 This week at mass the priest talked a lot about the power of words. Our faith is based on words and our ability to believe in something that we can’t physically see (although one can argue that the universe is pretty good about showing that there is a…

Tonight we say goodbye

Post from March 2, 2018 I think I have a date this weekend. I actually don’t know though because this person isn’t very direct. I think they can sense that I’m like a baby animal that gets easily spooked. I have been talking about wanting to go on dates more and navigating love but when…

Anxiety Trips

Post from December 14, 2017 Anxiety is waking up at 4 a.m. multiple days in a row because your brain is wired. Thinking about things that are not major. Thinking of every possible way things could go wrong. It’s having to talk yourself down from panic attacks in public and developing coping mechanisms for when…